.:A trip down memory lane:.

Bumped into someone I haven’t met for a long time today. Fariz. A nice guy. A very nice guy. We used to play footie together when I was in LSE. We played our hearts out during the Nottingham games, but never did manage to get past the first round… I still remember his words, “Kita tak pernah lepas ni sebab kita semua tak tau membezakan antara shoot dan pass”. Wise words indeed. =)

Seriously though, seeing him brought back plenty of memories. To be honest, I haven’t given the matter much thought lately, but the knowledge that he was working in CSFB brought me shuddering back to reality. Suddenly I remembered the pain, suddenly I remembered how it hurt so bad… so bad. The days when I stood at a knife’s edge, between sanity and eternal damnation, as I stared down the dark abyss that stood beneath my 15th floor balcony.

But, with the pain came salvation. When all light had seemingly dimmed, when all hope had seemingly failed, in steps your true friends. The ones that had been happy for you when you were happy, and the ones that backed you up when you were down. I remember Yazmin and Azie driving down to Melaka to try and help me out. I remember Azie inviting me to her grandma’s birthday, just so I wouldn’t get so lonely on a weekend. I remember Nadia and Apai telling me that my-ex was just a teenager in an adult body and not worth my time. I remember Joe Azril insisting on going for dinner with me sometimes… even though I hadn’t seen him for ages. I remember Gosh calling me up for breakfast regularly, and watching EPL on the big flat-screen TV in the TNB control room. I remember Muiz and Aizat and Butet and me playing 2-on-2 football, something I’ve never done before, and later chatting the night away at a mamak stall in Sri Petaling.

I remember these things, and I feel like shedding a tear. Not out of sadness for what has happened, although indubitably it was really sad. No. The tears that I shed will be out of love for my friends, out of happiness for having these people in my life. I may not say it very often, guys, but I love you. I really do.

Thank you.